shoulders, was now a dark brown
instead of the black it once appeared to be. His eyes held the
biggest change, as they were full of life. They even had a
mischievous quality to them. His smile was warm and friendly and
Galena found herself returning his smile easily.
“I’d get up to greet you properly, but as you
can see, I’m a little ill-disposed at the moment,” he said,
indicating the bleeding bandage at his side she somehow missed
before.
“Couldn’t Nigora help you more than that?”
Galena asked, a little shocked he wasn’t in better condition.
“She could, but I wouldn’t let her. There
were other elves in worse condition than I was and she needed all
the energy she could muster at the time. I bandaged myself up and
told her I would wait until she took care of the elves whose needs
were more critical than mine.” He grimaced horribly as he attempted
to readjust himself so he could look at her more comfortably.
“Weren’t you the one who brought me to my
tent?” Galena asked feeling clearly confused.
“That didn’t take physical strength. I just
flew you back with the wind. Nina helped some too,” he said,
grimacing slightly as he readjusted yet again.
“Hold still and I’ll get you fixed up. We
can’t have my former mentor all banged up.”
He rolled his eyes at this statement, further
evidence of the changes the above world had on him. Sitting down
across from Morgo, Elenio chuckled at their friend’s reaction, but
said nothing more. Galena shook her head, amazed with the changes
in Morgo. Placing her hand on the wound, she healed the damage to
his inner organs, the muscles, and the surrounding tissue. She
replaced his loss of blood, taking care not to energize him with
the addition of too much oxygen and nutrients to the newly replaced
fluid. Finally, she repaired the skin, making it appear as if he’d
never been wounded.
Morgo looked down and seeing his stomach
whole once more, looked up at Galena with a huge grin on his face
before commenting, “You’ve come a long ways since the last time we
met.” He put on a shirt, stood up, and stretched from side to side,
twisting his waist this way and that to test the job Galena did.
“Amazing, I feel better than I have in a long while.”
Still smiling, he sat back down while
gesturing for Galena to sit in an empty chair next to Elenio. Morgo
waited for Galena to sit before asking, “So how do you like life in
the center of everyone’s attention?” He winked at her
conspiratorially, which stopped Galena from saying anything
rude.
“You certainly are quite a bit different from
the last time we met.” Galena laughed.
“The upper world agrees with me. Elenio was
just describing how everyone has been asking for you since your
grand appearance at our most recent battle and we already know Rau
is searching for you as evidenced by the massive army he sent. What
have you learned about yourself since the last time that we talked?
What theory have you discovered to be the correct one?”
Galena thought back to the conversation they
had in the underground world in one of the many tunnels they
traveled while they were there. It seemed a lifetime ago. In
reality, she knew it couldn’t have been more than a couple of
months, maybe a little longer. Morgo threw out two different
theories as far as why Galena had been able to do magic even with
the marks of Rau on her hands and feet. The first theory he had was
the idea there were flaws in her tattoos. They’d almost immediately
rejected this idea, but were not entirely sure. His second theory
was she contained more magic in her than most normal elves. This
idea seemed more fitting, but once again, they were unsure.
When Elenio and Tark took her to the healing
waters at Mira’s View, it had been there Mira removed the marks of
Rau from her hands and feet, explaining to Galena she was indeed
more powerful than any elf had ever been. She explained to Galena,
she contained more magic than a
instead of the black it once appeared to be. His eyes held the
biggest change, as they were full of life. They even had a
mischievous quality to them. His smile was warm and friendly and
Galena found herself returning his smile easily.
“I’d get up to greet you properly, but as you
can see, I’m a little ill-disposed at the moment,” he said,
indicating the bleeding bandage at his side she somehow missed
before.
“Couldn’t Nigora help you more than that?”
Galena asked, a little shocked he wasn’t in better condition.
“She could, but I wouldn’t let her. There
were other elves in worse condition than I was and she needed all
the energy she could muster at the time. I bandaged myself up and
told her I would wait until she took care of the elves whose needs
were more critical than mine.” He grimaced horribly as he attempted
to readjust himself so he could look at her more comfortably.
“Weren’t you the one who brought me to my
tent?” Galena asked feeling clearly confused.
“That didn’t take physical strength. I just
flew you back with the wind. Nina helped some too,” he said,
grimacing slightly as he readjusted yet again.
“Hold still and I’ll get you fixed up. We
can’t have my former mentor all banged up.”
He rolled his eyes at this statement, further
evidence of the changes the above world had on him. Sitting down
across from Morgo, Elenio chuckled at their friend’s reaction, but
said nothing more. Galena shook her head, amazed with the changes
in Morgo. Placing her hand on the wound, she healed the damage to
his inner organs, the muscles, and the surrounding tissue. She
replaced his loss of blood, taking care not to energize him with
the addition of too much oxygen and nutrients to the newly replaced
fluid. Finally, she repaired the skin, making it appear as if he’d
never been wounded.
Morgo looked down and seeing his stomach
whole once more, looked up at Galena with a huge grin on his face
before commenting, “You’ve come a long ways since the last time we
met.” He put on a shirt, stood up, and stretched from side to side,
twisting his waist this way and that to test the job Galena did.
“Amazing, I feel better than I have in a long while.”
Still smiling, he sat back down while
gesturing for Galena to sit in an empty chair next to Elenio. Morgo
waited for Galena to sit before asking, “So how do you like life in
the center of everyone’s attention?” He winked at her
conspiratorially, which stopped Galena from saying anything
rude.
“You certainly are quite a bit different from
the last time we met.” Galena laughed.
“The upper world agrees with me. Elenio was
just describing how everyone has been asking for you since your
grand appearance at our most recent battle and we already know Rau
is searching for you as evidenced by the massive army he sent. What
have you learned about yourself since the last time that we talked?
What theory have you discovered to be the correct one?”
Galena thought back to the conversation they
had in the underground world in one of the many tunnels they
traveled while they were there. It seemed a lifetime ago. In
reality, she knew it couldn’t have been more than a couple of
months, maybe a little longer. Morgo threw out two different
theories as far as why Galena had been able to do magic even with
the marks of Rau on her hands and feet. The first theory he had was
the idea there were flaws in her tattoos. They’d almost immediately
rejected this idea, but were not entirely sure. His second theory
was she contained more magic in her than most normal elves. This
idea seemed more fitting, but once again, they were unsure.
When Elenio and Tark took her to the healing
waters at Mira’s View, it had been there Mira removed the marks of
Rau from her hands and feet, explaining to Galena she was indeed
more powerful than any elf had ever been. She explained to Galena,
she contained more magic than a
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